Lord Finesse - Funky On The Fast Tip Lyrics
Man oh man. the boy done found something funky andDont know what to do. I think you should set it offRight now. set it off.Im a get paid for the 1990sI dont care who likes me or who stands behind meThe man to peep off a week so dont sleep>from shades to streets I still go one deepSave that off the wall bullshit you can have, son***** around, grab the mic, you catch a bad oneI come corect and strapped to bust the ill rapsMe take a loss to who? you oughta kill thatBack up, slap up, give a brother some head roomHype on the mic, amazing in the bedroomGirls like me because Im straight and dont sidestepI do shit jack lalaine aint tried yetAsk any female, betcha shell say Im goodThats why Im finesse, porno star of the neighborhoodYeah, cause I kick slicker rapsIts lord finesse, so bow and tip your hatAnd make way, because I get plenty sayThose who dont like me, I dont give a shit anywayWhen it comes to lyrics, I always find somethingTo make brothers press the rewind buttonIm a get mine, rappers what you gonna do?Cause you couldnt see me if you wanted toGet who you want, shit you can call the copsBut for now, Im getting all my propsI reign terror, whatevers cleverIm cooler than the mack and shaft put togetherSo chill, dont try to get ill, dummyMe get stomped by who? be for real, moneyIm not having it so run and get your best groupsYou see why they call me lord finesse, troopI eat em like sandwiches, send them home in bandagesGive me a mic, I show you what doing damage isNice swift and, deeper than quicksandIm taking out opponents like a hitmanI get the crowd hype like assorted drugIts lord finesse, who the ***** you thought it was?I lounge and chill but still can get ill, imLive and real with skills beyond skillsI thought you knew from the get-goIm cool as the whole nine, but that dont mean shit, thoughIm unstoppable, able to rock a crewDo the impossible and put my opponents in the hospitalMany cant hang when I flow and take offThe said to give it up, had to bag and break northBefore they get schooled like a sophomoreLord finesse is the man to look out forI got cash, the cuties, the red boatsTry to take mine, ***** around, you get your head flownI take independently, roll like theres ten of meThats why Im one of the smoothest in the industryIm dropping mcs on the pavementCause my entertainment will leave all in amazementSkills I kick to show many Im real swiftI got shit that opponents cant deal withEven though theres competition, I dont worryI dust opponents quick fast in a hurryTracks I analyze, destroy, and vandalizeEven I must admit, shit, goddamn Im flySo I dont mind for those trying to get with meBut try dissing me, that ass will be historyPeace to the brothers and sisters thats behind meLord finesse bagging shit for the 90s
